When her heat syncs with the lunar bleed, when her scent turns from honeyed innocence to raw, aching need, there’s no hiding. No running. I’ve watched her for three cycles. Denied myself. Told myself she was off-limits.
Tonight, she’s mine.
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But tonight, she’s not just BreedingMaterial . When her heat syncs with the lunar bleed,